Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 244 Whose Child Is It

In the cloak of the night, nestled in the narrow alley, stood an age-worn dwelling.

Henry’s gaze was fixated on his younger sister, who he had doted on for many years. He examined her attire, plain to the point of austerity, and the crumbling structure that served as her shelter.

His eyes throbbed with a sting that could not be suppressed, and the fingers that clutched his cigarette trembled subtly.

Taking a deep drag of his cigarette, he stepped inside the place and scanned around. “Where’s the kid?”

Melora was taken aback. “Has Crystal told you?”

Henry responded in a helpless tone, “Do you expect her to help you keep it a secret and watch as you continue living in this squalor? Whose child is it?”

Up until that moment, he was truly oblivious to the identity of the child’s father.

Melora wouldn’t let him in the room.

Henry extinguished his cigarette, exhaling the last puff of smoke. “Who is it?”

No matter who the father was, he wanted to beat him up so badly and break his teeth.

Melora blocked the door, pleading in a hushed voice, “Berthold and I are doing fine. Henry, I can support him on my own. Please don’t ask anymore!”

Henry’s eyes reddened.

He was but half a step away from her. With an outstretched arm, he pulled her to the side and entered the room.

The bedroom was of meager proportion, not even covering ten square meters.

An aged bed and a tiny desk housing several dozen magazines was all it contained.

Henry flicked through the trashy magazines, all showcasing Melora on the cover, the young lady of the Miller family.

He swallowed hard, making his way toward the old bed.

On it, lay a small child, slumbering peacefully.

His skin was fair, and he had a full head of dark brown hair.

Henry’s eyes turned bloodshot at the familiar eyes and unique hair color.

He no longer needed to ask Melora who the father was, as there was no need to do so anymore!

Henry whirled around, his eyes burning holes into his little sister.

Melora’s lips quivered, and her face contorted in distress as she pleaded, “Henry, don’t look for him! Don’t… I’ve broken up with him.”

Henry reached out, tenderly touching the little boy.

He paused and asked gently, “Him? Which him? Melora, tell me.”

Melora covered her mouth in shock.

It dawned on her that Henry must have realized who the father was.

Henry’s voice was dangerously low as he said, “When did you two become a thing? Do you understand what you’re doing? He’s at least ten years older than you. A man of his stature, in his forties and still unmarried, has had his share of meeting women from all walks of life, so why would he be attracted to a greenhorn like you?”

Melora was crushed.

She knew she had been punching above her weight.

Henry didn’t ask anymore. He took off his coat, put it on little Berthold, and gently lifted.

“Henry!” Melora clutched his arm, begging.

In the dim light, Henry’s expression was as calm as still water. “Either you come home with me now, or I call Alfred to pick you and your son up. You decide.”

Melora had no choice.

She packed some clothes and followed Henry.

the stairs,

stared at Henry with a hint of fear in his

gently, “I am your uncle.

Melora, Berthold relaxed, closing

the little boy into the child seat in

slid into the car, murmuring, “Could you not tell Mom and Dad for

“You’re afraid now?”

car door. He made his way around the front of the car and got in. He was infuriated and wanted to smoke. However, he refrained from doing so out of consideration for the

long silence, he gently

the car slowly pulled into the mansion’s grand

hadn’t intended to disturb Crystal for she had her own worries. The sound of the opening. and closing of the door stirred her awake. She

Henry holding Berthold, with Melora

for a

Berthold sleep with Skyler tonight. You go and

Crystal nodded.

she ascended the staircase again, she

gingerly tucking the tiny boy into the warm bed

the bed was too soft, or the day had been too long, for the child drifted off without

open into slits before she rolled over, pulling Berthold close to

fair as porcelain and finely chiseled, were strikingly similar,

heart soften

patted Berthold. “This child takes

her guilt on

in a tender voice. “You must have figured out who the old

came out more

said softly, “Don’t let the children hear you. We’ll

her a fierce glare, but

frightened now wore an armor of courage. “Don’t take your anger out on me,” she warned him boldly as she exited the room. “I had nothing to do

tense

with Melora. I’ll head to the study

Crystal agreed with a

yet addressed. Yet, when faced with the situations at home, they

am I to do? After all, I am Melora’s brother, and

brother’s Let’s freshen up first. Let me prepare some

was about to step out, Melora held

of emotion washed

hand, she reassured, “You should have

out in a soft voice,

hair gently and said, “I’ll go prepare something for us to eat. You take a bath first. Everything you need is in

Melora nodded.

to prepare the snack. By the time

the kind

Crystal noticed.

and beckoned with a tremble in her voice, “Come and eat. Everything here

down and began to

silent, no longer the chatterbox who couldn’t stop talking like a print machine

simply kept her

meal, Melora’s eyes were filled with tears. “Crystal, I’m scared. He couldn’t marry me back

could she

raised their child, living a tough life worrying about sustenance

were swept away by the winds

the newspaper. He was still the

radiance. Moreover, the

a gentle voice, Crystal said, “Your brother will, after all, need to vent his anger. But he would never

poor girl nodded

settling Melora in, Crystal went to see Henry

room was dim, save for a

before him was filled to the brim, a clear sign of his inner

the door behind her, walked

too much!

watched her

as Crystal voluntarily approached him, sat on

snuffed out the cigarette

long while before he finally spoke in a hoarse whisper, “Crystal, have I failed? If I hadn’t insisted on going to Kingdom of Brundela back then, your uncle and Melora may not have had

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